This one is easy. My very first memories of my childhood start around the age of 4, when I would pray/wish every night that I would wake up the next day with a penis and become a boy. Like, Follow, Share!

When I was 3 years old I had the idea that at some point in everyone’s life they got to choose which gender they wanted to be, and I knew that I wanted to be a girl more then anything. Like, Follow, Share!